Nor did she like society’s way of presuming she was unhappy because she had not found the right guy.
Life on the run was filled with dreams, some at night during sleep, real dreams, and some when the mind was awake but drifting. Most were terrifying, the nightmares of the shadows growing bolder and l...
It was the eyes, the cold black eyes with layers of black wrinkles around them. Great eyes. Unforgettable eyes. His hair was white and thin on top with thickets around the ears, and the whiteness cont...
I've loved you all my life. Even before we met. Part of it wasn't even you. It was just a promise of you.
I thought they were honest.’ ‘They are, but they’re bankers, remember.
He's a two-faced, cutthroat, dirt-dumb, chicken shit, slimy, little bastard with a bright future in politics.
All students enter law school with a certain amount of idealism and desire to serve the public, but after three years of brutal competition we care for nothing but the right job with the right firm wh...
Like so many, this trial is not about the truth; it’s about winning.
James Lee Burke
I guess under the right circumstances, a man will do just about anything.
How could homosexuals possibly srew up the sanctity of marriage any worse than heterosexuals?
He's my client, and he's counting on me. I'll take him, warts and all.
Any lawyer worth his salt knew the first offer had to be rejected.
I can't change overnight into a serious literary author. You can't compare apples to oranges. William Faulkner was a great literary genius. I am not.
He did smile at her, though, but she did not return the smile. Her teeth were somewhere in the house.
Guilt beyond a reasonable doubt means if he probably did it, then let’s get him off the streets.
Ethics are determined by what they catch you doing. If you don’t get caught, then you haven’t violated any ethics.
But such a cheap shot from a sibling can never be left alone.
What kind of name is Siler-Spence? I mean, what's wrong with these women who use hyphens? What if her name was Skowinski and she married a guy named Levondowski? Would her little liberated soul insist...
She was pondering the option of law school, the great American baby-sitter for directionless postgrads.